Chapter 4

Howdy and Panda volunteered to carry Dexter's body outside, while the others sat back down at the table.

"This is, like, a living nightmare. What are we going to do?" Sandy asked.

"We need to get this thing out of the clubhouse, that's what!" Boss said. "It must have gone upstairs somewhere when we weren't looking."

"Luckily Snoozer's down here." Pashmina said.

"Ookwee!" shouted Penelope.

"Maxwell, go look in one of your books to see what it says about killing a werewolf. We'll wait here," said Boss.

"I'll come with. I don't think we should go anywhere alone with that thing hanging around here." Sandy said.

They got up and walked toward the staircase. Maxwell paused. "Oh no. . .,"

"What?"

"My library's upstairs. Oh well. We won't take very long." They went upstairs and through a hallway and entered his small library. Sandy stayed by the door and Maxwell looked for a book on monsters.

"I can't seem to find it, Sandy," he said. "Maybe I brought it into another room. Will you come with and look?" They went further down the upstairs hallway, and it split into many rooms as they went farther down.

"You go look in this room and I'll go in this one. That way we can find it faster," he said. Sandy went into the room on the right, while Maxwell went into the room on the opposite side.

The room Sandy was in looked like it was more of a storage room, because it was cluttered with lots of old furniture and tables and other little things. The room itself was fairly big, but all the junk took up a lot of space.

"I need to find a book on monsters, huh? I can do that," she said to herself. She found a stack of books lying on the floor and started to rummage through it.

"Dictionary, no. Old thesaurus, no. Hotties Weekly! This must be Stan's. Encyclopedia. . .," she looked at it for a few moments. "Maybe."

She began to look though it, but realized it only went through D and E. "Maybe there are some other interesting books in here," she said.

She was caught by surprise when all of a sudden she heard a loud ccrraash from within the room she was in and looked over toward the wall to see a gigantic hole was busted into it. But what scared her the most was the fact that the werewolf was standing in the spot that the wall used to be. It had obviously used its full power to ram through it, and was now staring directly at Sandy. She shrieked, and ran as fast as she could through the mess in the room. The wolf was right on her tail, and she realized that if she ran she wasn't going to make it. She slid under a strong table that was surrounded by junk on all sides (except for the space which she got into it) and the werewolf stopped and looked down at it.

Go away, go away, go away, go away, go away . . .

She seemed to be safe at the moment, but right when her confidence raised, the beast slammed its muzzle through the hole, snapping at Sandy. She screamed, and then pushed herself as far away from the wolf's jaws as possible. Its teeth seemed to get closer to her as every second passed. Heart racing, she looked around for something to get it away from her. On the floor by her was one of Maxwell's outdated dictionaries.

She picked it up, and waiting for the right moment, she swung it as hard as she could at the werewolf. It hit it directly on the nose, and it yelped in pain and pulled back from under the table.She then listened for it to go away, and not until then did she crawl out from under the table.

Overcome with relief, she ran over to the room Maxwell was in, but he was already heading toward her.

"Sandy! I heard you screaming! Is everything okay?"

She began to cry. "Oh, Maxwell! I was so scared! The werewolf tried to get me! I hit it with a book and it left. I thought I was a goner for sure when I saw it in there!"

"It's all right, Sandy. You're safe now. Let's go back downstairs."

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The werewolf was sulking around in the attic, still whimpering about its nose. How wonderful it would have been to have caught that hamster and torn it to pieces. Just like he would the rest, he thought. Their warm blood would taste good in his mouth. It took its paw off its nose for a short while, but put it back on soon afterward because he noticed it was bleeding slightly. Oh, how they would pay for this.

He walked over to what looked like a small chest and opened it. Inside were pictures of all of the ham-hams. Perfect. He looked through them, and one caught his eye. Penelope. The baby of the group. That would be a great loss for them if the baby was killed for some, unfortunate reason. He grinned as he thought what he'd do, and then slowly went through a small door that led right into Boss' room.